REAL SEX and nothing BUT SEX ~ Daily Dose Here

[Dianna Vesta]

As you can imagine, being a professional dominatrix for almost 8 years & into BDSM over 12 years, maybe longer, I have done some pretty wild things. I could honestly write a book about it. I was always intrigued with the psychological and spiritual aspects of sex. Role play and kinky sex were paradoxical and seemed to go way beyond orgasm. Anyhow, in pursuit of this I have had many types of encounters. When people read my stories assuming they are fiction, I must confess they are not.



So when asked, “What is the most bizarre thing you’ve ever done?” I have a difficult time deciding because I’m not sure if I look at it as bizarre but occurrences. All different and all may seem pretty bizarre to most people. After all morality is a matter of perception.



I use to travel to London quite a bit. A friend had a flat over by Piccadilly Square. Like NYC, there is no place like London when it comes to the fetish scene. During this time parties were still pretty underground and in order to get invited to these underground venues you had to know people. They were like Raves where a few people passed the word around and you showed up. Of course there was always the chance of a raid and getting arrested.



When you walk into a London fetish party its like a bizarre fashion show. The costumes are amazing and as you stroll along you can see some of the wildest public scenes. It is truly exciting. This one night I had on a short sleeveless PVC dress and high heel sandals. It was summer and hot in most clubs.



I’m watching a really hot scene and sipping on some red wine. I had to pee so badly but I didn’t want to miss anything so I held it in. Finally I could wait no more. I began searching for the loo.



It’s dark and crowed. I see a very cute guy sitting on ledge that extended from the wall. He had on a rubber tunic. It was sleeveless like a jumper with shorts. I walked up to him and asked him where the loo was. He said with a straight face, “Anywhere you want it to be Mistress.”



My heart dropped down into my clit and throbbed. I find peeing very erotic. I moved in closer. I climbed up onto his lap straddling him. I never wear panties so when I lifted my dress and sat on him it completely exposed my big round ass. The whole time we stared into each others eyes. I then pissed all over his lap. When I was done I climbed off of him and walked away. I didn’t ask his name or anything.



That memory has stuck with me for years. Each time I think about it I get hot as hell.